SabakuRose

Riding the bus in the morn Watching the trees roll by And I'm thinking about you with me And we're drinking sweet tea Nothing sounds grander Then us, together So come on! You foolish boy Do not act coy For my love is not a toy At you expense Can you not see us holding hands? It's the latest affectionate trend And I'm pretty sure we could pull it off No matter the public cost And when you look at me that way My heart gets a little fray And it just might collapse If your love does not come-to-pass And… And… And I'm thinking about you with me And we're sipping hot coffee Strolling in the autumn breeze Nothing so

You're a dick to make me cry I'm a fool for I never try To talk to you You don't hurt me knowingly It isn't like you want to But I can't seem to make myself Say hi I get so crazy nervous When you are near In my mind, "Wuss! Wuss! Wuss!" I just get swallowed up in fear Anybody else, conversation comes easy But damn! You make me queasy! So many opportunities slip through my fingers And I mentally beat myself later Oh, woe is me My heart is a liability That wont set me free Will I ever make you see?

My long, skinny feet Take me to the places and people I meet The big toe Is a fatty and woes The second and tallest That finger-like pest The middle piglet Placer of bets The one near last Is nothing but a contrast And the pinky's comrade What with my balance and all, it's not half bad My long, skinny feet Whose souls are rough and black They've got protection down and in tack I trust them to lead And be there when I need For without I'd merely sit And pout Arched high, monkey like Keep me up, in sight They have always been there Down, at the bottom Both right and left, just the same But everything is good and fai

It's foolish, right? This feeling of fright When you look at me My heart clenches My skin pinches And I get caught in your stare Your eyes are deep brown Little earthy rich mounds I don't know what to do When you squeeze them tight Make a little face And smile So I just shyly smile back With a wave Yet I aways feel a lack Of your feel attention Oh! Did I mention That I love your hair It's a lure for my hands And it isn't fair I Can not feel those strands You give me hints of what might be Little notions for me to see But why is it when a chance comes For us to talk You don't spare me a glance A look, a smile, and c